I saw who you were;
no empathy,
no vision,
no virtue,
that’s sure.
You went to her place
and took her to bed,
then left her alone for the night,
no phone call for days.
Too busy?
What goes on in your head?
And then you show up at her party,
not even a kiss at the door.
You dance with another girl
and leave her to watch from the walls.
You claim that you have a heart.
Where do you keep it?
Tucked away in your balls?
Now in the kitchen,
over a beer,
you tell me you love her.
It’s clear
that you don’t even know where to start.
Your arrogance sets you apart.
When I look in your eyes
they are dead.